"One day soon, soon being next weekend."*****************I rang the doorbell for the firehouse twice. When no answered at first,for a second, I took ...hat as a sign and opportunity to leave. I stillwasn't sure exactly why I felt I needed to be here and put myself throughwhat I believed was going to be an unpleasant and potentiallyembarrassing experience. I knew a part of it was a sense of duty. Maybeanother part was I felt that I had earned the right to be here and whothe hell were they to. “I love you, Kim.” he said again, then buried himself inside her once more. She hugged him into her, wrapping her legs around his back and thrusting her hips up into his. She kissed him back, fiercely, invading his mouth with her tongue and writhing under him as he pierced her. He began fucking her rapidly, as she started moaning, low and deep and primal. She spread her legs wide apart and raised her knees up, letting him inside as deeply as possible. After several minutes of intense. Those two shots apparently made a major impression on all of the invaders who had seen the result. They immediately started pushing other people out of the way in an effort to escape the expected second shot. However, Hippolyte called a halt to the ballista firing because we did not have very many of the large missiles used by the ballistas. Naturally, this disappointed the ballista crews, but they did not argue the wisdom of Hippolyte’s order.Nevertheless, Hippolyte let the scorpions continue. The tank vanished in a fireball as we continued to flee.We actually thought we'd managed to get away, but a new force of Sa'arm boiled up out of a canyon. They smashed into tank eight and sliced through the armor with that unholy mining tool they use. Erica and I managed to pick up Patrick, the loader, but Steven and Greg were killed in the attack.In fact we probably would have lost more, had not the Roughnecks jumped in early. I know you wonder about if our tactics can work in other.